I know that you love me,
the way you love a lost part of yourself.
Sometimes, I wonder
if you see
the being I am becoming
It’s hard to get good sleep
I know that’s why you pray
I don’t believe in God
but,
who am I to say?
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 2:23 AM UTC
I know that you love me,
the way you love a lost part of yourself.
Sometimes, I wonder
if you see
the being I am becoming
It’s hard to get good sleep
I know that’s why you pray
I don’t believe in God
but,
who am I to say?
Love,
Yours always
Request permission to use this poem